This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

Several tens of minutes had passed since the traffic police officer passed by the car, but the traffic jam ahead remained completely still, showing no sign of resuming.

To expedite traffic flow in the area, traffic police at the intersection have temporarily opened a U-turn lane.

Yu Chenzhou sighed helplessly and had no choice but to turn the steering wheel and follow the traffic police's instructions to turn back via the temporary U-turn lane, and find a roadside parking spot nearby.

Then he took out his phone and dialed Zhao Hongcheng's number, wanting to ask about the situation at the front and his next plans.

"Old Yu! Where are you now?"

As soon as the call connected, Zhao Hongcheng's excited, raspy voice boomed through the receiver, filled with barely concealed excitement and shock.

"Let me tell you, I've really learned something new today!"

I used to complain that the screenwriters of those romance dramas had bizarre thought processes, writing all sorts of outlandish plots that were completely detached from reality, which I felt would never happen in real life.

From this moment on, I swear I will never complain about them again!

This is so damn surreal!

You really don't know, I even wondered if I was still half asleep and daydreaming!

Yu Chenzhou held the phone further away, and only after Zhao Hongcheng's emotions had calmed down a bit did he put it back to his ear.

Zhao Hongcheng's words were incoherent and illogical, sometimes saying "This is outrageous" and other times saying "I can't believe it."

Yu Chenzhou listened patiently, piecing together the key information bit by bit. After a while, he finally figured out the general cause of the traffic jam ahead.

The incident stemmed from a class reunion that was also held at Zhao Hongcheng's shop.

A poor young man dressed in a food delivery uniform was publicly ridiculed and suppressed in every way by a rich second-generation heir who had come to the party with him.

The only reason for this situation between the two men can be the woman.

The woman the rich second-generation heir had been pursuing was none other than the poor boy's ex-girlfriend.

It is said that back then, a poor boy did everything he could to secure a precious opportunity to study abroad at his school so that he could be worthy of the girl he loved.

However, the tuition and living expenses for studying abroad are a considerable expense, which he simply cannot afford.

Just then, a rich second-generation heir came to his door and offered to fund all his study abroad expenses if he was willing to break up with that woman.

With no other choice, the poor boy finally nodded, took the money given to him by the rich kid, and boarded a flight abroad.

This class reunion was the first time the two had met since graduation.

The rich kid saw the poor boy who went abroad to "gild" his resume years ago, and now he was back in China wearing a food delivery uniform and riding an electric bike to deliver food.

Suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of superiority, he went to great lengths to ridicule and belittle the poor boy in front of all his classmates, making him seem utterly worthless.

But he never expected that the poor guy's identity as a food deliveryman was just a disguise to test his ex-girlfriend's true feelings.

His true identity is the chairman of a large, wealthy company, so powerful that he can order around the rich second-generation's father like livestock with just a phone call.

With this dramatic reversal, the rich second-generation heir instantly plummeted from the heights of wealth to the depths of despair, a truly tragic end.

After revealing his true identity, the poor boy ignored the rich kid who was lying motionless on the ground, whom he was responsible for beating up.

Instead, he immediately turned around and confessed his love to his ex-girlfriend.

However, the woman was furious at his decisive breakup with her for money years ago, as well as his earlier attempt to test her identity. She rejected his confession on the spot and refused to forgive him no matter what.

To show the woman his sincerity and determination, the man made a phone call without hesitation, summoning over a hundred luxury cars to completely block the road in front of the restaurant, preventing her from driving away.

The woman was moved by the man's unwavering devotion, which led him to ignore repeated warnings from the traffic police. Touched, she ultimately chose to forgive him.

Finally, this wealthy and powerful CEO rode off on a cool Harley-Davidson motorcycle, carrying his newly reconciled girlfriend, amidst the gazes of onlookers.

"Yeah, that's roughly the plot. It's a classic melodramatic novel trope. No wonder Zhao Hongcheng found it surreal."

Yu Chenzhou silently complained to himself, and just then, a deafening engine roar suddenly rang in his ears, coming from afar and bringing a strong sense of oppression.

He instinctively looked out the car window and saw a black Harley speeding past, breaking through the traffic jam.

The Harley was driven by a tall, well-built man, dressed in a cool black leather jacket and wearing an Ultraman-style helmet.

The woman in the back seat was wearing a light-colored dress, her arms tightly wrapped around the man's waist, and she was also wearing an Ultraman helmet.

However, Yu Chenzhou guessed that there should be a satisfied smile on her lips under her helmet, and her face should be full of happiness.

Don't ask Yu Chenzhou how he knows she's happy.

After all, how could you not be happy to sit on the back of a Harley and be driven freely by your loved one?

As the Harley roared past Yu Chenzhou's car, the loud engine noise came through the receiver.

Zhao Hongcheng, on the other end of the phone, immediately pressed for an answer out of curiosity:

"What was that sound? It was so loud, was it a sports car?"

"It's not a sports car, it's a Harley-Davidson."

Yu Chenzhou followed the direction Harley disappeared in and casually explained.

"It must be that weirdo you mentioned who caused such a big commotion."

By the way, now that the main character is gone, when will the traffic here return to normal?

After explaining, he couldn't help but ask another question.

"Who knows! I just asked the traffic police next to me, and they said that tow trucks can't get in at all."

That bastard ordered his men to block the road with two Lamborghinis, deliberately crippling them. Now we just have to wait for a tow truck to get it fixed.

When Zhao Hongcheng mentioned the two ruined Lamborghinis, his tone was full of envy, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"So what do we do now? We can't just stay here forever, should we all go home?"

Yu Chenzhou leaned back in his seat, rubbed his temples, and spoke with a tone full of helplessness.

Why go home? Let's get together somewhere else!

Anyway, that weirdo has already booked my shop, and he's paid in full. Whether I'm open for business today or not doesn't matter to me.

Zhao Hongcheng's tone was equally speechless. He paused for a moment and then spoke again.

"Send me your location first, and we'll scan a few shared bikes and ride over to you."

"us?"

Yu Chenzhou was taken aback for a moment, then asked curiously.

"Besides you, who else has arrived?"

"There are also Zhou Mingyu, Wang Hao, Fang Xiaoran, and Xia Wanxing, making it just the five of us."

"Yu Chenzhou, it's been so many years, how have you been?" A gentle female voice came through the receiver first.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar, teasing voice rang out:

"Sunfish, it's been so many years, do you still remember me?"

As soon as Zhao Hongcheng finished speaking, several familiar yet unfamiliar greetings came through the receiver.

"I'm fine!"

Yu Chenzhou smiled and responded in a relaxed tone.

"It seems you've all arrived, and I'm the only one stuck in traffic and late, and I've even missed such a wonderful show. What a pity."

While responding, he couldn't help but complain about his luck.

"I was the last one to arrive, only a few minutes earlier than you, and I just happened to catch the lively scene after the traffic jam."

The gentle female voice from before rang out again, its tone tinged with a mixture of relief and wistfulness.

"You didn't see it, the scene today was something I've never seen before in my life!"

A dozen luxury cars lined up to block the intersection, and someone even confessed their love on the spot—it was more exciting than a TV drama.

It's a pity we didn't get to see the earlier "face-slapping" moment.

"We'll explain the specific details to you when we get there. We need to head outside now to scan the shared bikes. I'll hang up now!"

After saying that, Zhao Hongcheng hurriedly hung up the phone.

After hanging up the call, Yu Chenzhou put away his phone and waited quietly in his car.

About twenty minutes later, he saw Zhao Hongcheng and a few other people riding shared bicycles toward him through the car window.

Upon seeing that the group had arrived, Yu Chenzhou also got out of the car.

Among the five people, Zhou Mingyu walked at the front. He wore a simple white shirt and khaki casual pants. His clothes were simple but neat and tidy.

It's obvious that there are attentive people in the family who help with the housework.

He rode up to Yu Chenzhou's bike first, stopped, propped up the shared bike, and stretched out his hand with a smile, saying:

"Dr. Yu, it's been a long time!"

I've heard from people that you're a very busy person, and it's harder to get an appointment with you than to get an appointment with a specialist at the hospital.

Yu Chenzhou politely extended his hand and shook it lightly, casually explaining:

"That's how it is at the hospital. When things get busy, you work non-stop and there's really not much free time."

There was a minor incident a while ago when I was maliciously reported and suspended from duty for investigation. I was only reinstated a few days ago.

Thankfully, the hospital gave me a few days off to recover; otherwise, I probably wouldn't have been able to attend this class reunion.

Zhao Hongcheng and the others rode over one after another. Watching Yu Chenzhou and Zhou Mingyu chatting so familiarly, he grew increasingly curious and couldn't help but step forward to interject, asking:

"You two have kept in touch all these years? How come I had no idea? I never saw you two being that close when we were in school."

Zhou Mingyu smiled and shook his head, patiently explaining:

"There's not really any connection between them."

It was during my university years that I occasionally ran into him when I went out to dinner with my girlfriend.

It's quite a coincidence, actually. My wife, Su Qing, and his then-girlfriend, Xiao Yilin, were classmates in the same year. They knew each other in school and had a pretty good relationship.

Later, Su Qing graduated, and he and Xiao Yilin broke up. We didn't have much overlap in our work, and we never saw each other again, gradually losing contact.

Zhou Mingyu's words resolved Zhao Hongcheng's doubts, but also gave rise to new confusion.

He frowned and thought carefully. He clearly remembered that when he saw Yu Chenzhou a while ago, the girl with him was named Xiao Yilin.

Just as Zhao Hongcheng was about to ask a few more questions, a woman wearing a soft beige knit sweater walked over with a gentle smile and extended her hand, saying:

"Yu Chenzhou, so the Yu Chenzhou from the First Municipal Hospital is really you!"

When I was pregnant and went to the First Affiliated Hospital for a checkup, I heard that there was a doctor there named Yu Chenzhou. I thought it was someone with the same name.

Long time no see, do you still remember your old classmate?

Fang Xiaoran,

Yu Chenzhou recognized her at a glance, reached out and shook her hand politely, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"How could I not remember that fierce literature committee member who chased someone around with a broom back then?"

"Hehe, those are all old almanacs from many years ago."

Zhou Mingyu said with a smile from the side.

"The current Fang Xiaoran is no longer the hot-tempered woman she used to be. Now she is known for her gentleness and virtue, being both a good wife and a good mother."

By the way, her daughter and my son go to the same kindergarten. It's a pity my silly boy is too well-behaved; he's always being bossed around by her daughter, a total little follower.

His words were full of a father's helplessness and doting affection.

"you do not say!"

A man in a shiny black jacket, with a familiar smile on his face, replied in a teasing tone.

"Our Sister Fang no longer chases people with a broom; she's much more restrained now."

"My sister doesn't use a broom anymore, but she uses a wine bottle instead."

Fang Xiaoran raised an eyebrow and looked at the man with a half-smile, jokingly saying.

"Jerry, want to try the power of this bottle?"

Clearly, the man in the shiny black jacket was the one she had chased all over the classroom with a broom back then.

Upon hearing this, the man immediately raised his hands dramatically in a gesture of surrender, a fawning smile plastered on his face. He then turned to Yu Chenzhou, extended his hand, and called out in a familiar tone:

"Sunfish, what's wrong? It's only been a few years, and you don't recognize me anymore?"

This person was none other than Wang Hao.

He was an outgoing and unruly student, a notorious troublemaker in his class. He loved to disrupt class and cause trouble after class, giving all his teachers a headache.

However, he and Yu Chenzhou had a good relationship; they were the kind of close friends who felt uncomfortable if they didn't exchange a few sarcastic remarks when they met.

When the two were classmates, Wang Hao first gave Yu Chenzhou the nickname "Sunfish," and Yu Chenzhou naturally didn't want to be outdone, so he reciprocated with the nickname "Jerry," which has been used ever since.

"Jerry."

Yu Chenzhou smiled and reached out to shake hands with him. Unlike the light handshakes he had given to Zhou Mingyu and Fang Xiaoran before, this time he did not immediately let go after holding on. Instead, he smiled and slowly increased the pressure.

"I heard you're going to immigrate to the moon, what's up?"

Life on the moon must be tough, so you've come back to Earth to freeload?

Not to be outdone, Wang Hao immediately gripped Yu Chenzhou's hand tightly after feeling the force of his grip, and the "contest" between the two began.

"Stop, stop, stop! It hurts, it hurts!"

Unlike in his memory, when the two could hold out for a minute or two, this time it only took a little over ten seconds before Wang Hao grimaced in pain and voluntarily gave up.

"You're such a monster as a doctor! The grip strength you develop from holding a scalpel every day is just incredible. I can't take it anymore, I give up!"

Seeing that he was really in a lot of pain, Yu Chenzhou stopped tormenting him and released his grip, teasingly saying:

"I never knew there was a Shanghai dialect version of 'Tom and Jerry'. I've learned something new today."

Wang Hao's tone when he cried out in pain just now, with a strong Shanghai accent, sounded just like Jerry being bullied by Tom in the cartoon.

"Hehe, you two are still the same as ever, always bickering and arguing whenever you meet."

Seeing that the two were still in the same state, the group exchanged glances and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The atmosphere around us instantly became relaxed and lively, as if we had returned to our high school days.